Tag: The Croupier
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A Tisket, A Tasket
++ Last Saturday afternoon was spent having lunch in Aix-en-Provence on the first truly glorious spring day of the year. (First truly glorious spring days of the year should be celebrated, and it looked like everyone got that memo… Aix was packed! So packed, I couldn’t even bring myself to go into Zara… that’s how…
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Gatz turns thirty and a day
{drink me} It was 11:30, the morning after Gatz’s birthday dinner extravaganza, and I was having a perfectly lovely morning… sipping Barrys Tea, reading celebrity gossip, contemplating doing some on-line shopping and maybe my nails and not much else for the day when The Husband walked into the room… “Gatz wants to go out tonight…
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Gatz turns thirty
The Croupier isn’t the only one that turned thirty this month, Gatz rounded the corner into my decade as well (now if The Husband could hurry up and turn thirty too, maybe I won’t feel so weird). Whereas The Croupier was content with a big party in The LPV, Gatz had dreams of traveling abroad…
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party rock is in the house tonight
The Husband’s childhood sweetheart, The Croupier, turned 30 on Saturday and Le Petit Village’s town hall was filled with balloons, banners, friends, and family all for her. In France, celebrations tend to run late in the night. Like L A T E. As in the cake comes out after midnight, and in this case, 2a.m.…
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yep, that's about it
The weekend pretty much went down like this: Friday night I wanted pizza… and to any of you who read me way back when, you’re probably saying to yourself; no silly, pizza night in Le Petit Village is Tuesday night, everyone knows that. But what I haven’t told you, is our old pizza man gave…
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Me and The Husband-sur-Mer
Fuzzy wuzzy was how we awoke on Saturday morning. I have long suspected, but I now know for sure; Champagne is my kryptonite (woe is me, right?). Two glasses are fine, anything more and I turn into a big ol’ M E S S. I heard Honey Jr outside so I stuck my head…
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big pimpin
Look what I got… Worthington at Worthy Style has bestowed me with the Sylish Blogger Award (I’m feeling rather blinged out over here. If I could transform the Stylish Blogger badge into gold, I think I’d O.G.… as in Over Gold… and that would be ghetto fabulous). Let’s see… let’s see… seven things… here we…
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Weekend Festival & Festivities
Quite the weekend of festivities in Le Petit Village. Every villager came out for the festival. Like this guy… He’s all sleepy and cuddled up. I’m digging his necklace. The festival was put on to display local artisan works. My favorite lavender honey farmers had a stand setup in front of Grandma Honey’s house. (she…
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The Birthday Weekend Part 1
I like to stretch out my birthday as long as possible, and have a birthweek because it only comes once a year (except once, I did have a 30.5 birthday party in August). So since it’s still my birthweek, I’ve decided to tell you about my weekend in two parts to help stretch it out.…
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A Very Grown Up NYE
New Years Eve at N & Honey B’s house in Avignon. N & Honey B are one of those fabulously grown up couples who make me feel like I am a teenager even though I’m a couple of years older than they are. They have a grown up house, perfectly designed and decorated. Everything bought…
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